All language subtitles for Outward Bound_1930___[TCM-CG]

12:00?

Yes, Henry. I'll be ready.

You're sure you want to?

It's the only way, dear.

Hello, hello.

Lost, are you?

He... He belongs to us, Officer.

Oh.

Funny-looking mutt, isn't he?

Oh, he's adorable.

Well, there's
no accounting for taste...

as the old woman's said
when she kissed the cow.

Good night. Good night to you.

We can't take Laddie with us.

He'll understand.

Somebody will give him a home.

He's such a beautiful old thing.

They couldn't help loving him.

You're sure?

You're not afraid?

We'll be together, dear.

For always...

no matter what people say.

Won't it be wonderful?

Yes, dear.

Good night.

Till 12:00.

Yes, Henry.

Till 12:00.

Henry: Good morning.

Good morning, sir.

Bit confusing, these boats,
aren't they?

It is, sir, to begin with.

This way.

Come along, dear.

Give me your hand.

What?

Give me your hand, dear.

You treat me like a child.

I'm quite all right, really.

Give me your hand.

There.

Here you are, sir.

Thanks for showing me...

my wife the way.

Good morning, steward.

Scrubby: Good morning, sir.

This the smoke room, I suppose?

Yes, sir.

Look here. How long...
How long before we sail?

Oh, about a quarter
of an hour, sir,

or more, or less.

Oh, good, yeah.

Could I... Could I get a drink?

Why, certainly, sir.

Oh, bravo.

I need it.

What shall I get you, sir?

A scotch, please.

Any soda water, sir?

No, thanks. No, no. Mm.

All scotch, sir? Mm-hmm.

As a matter of fact, steward,

you'll probably see a good deal
of me during this trip.

Yes, I expect you'll
get to know me quite well,

so I thought I'd just
warn you to begin with.

The warning is an honor, sir.

Oh, thanks.

Ahh!

Oh, that's better.

To tell you the truth,
steward, I...

I had rather a thick
night last night.

Indeed, sir? Mm.

By Jove, it must have been
a jolly thick night 'cause I...

I don't seem to remember
anything about it.

Oh, well. Never mind.

It's a gorgeous morning, anyway.

Aha.
I thought I knew that voice.

Well, Mrs. Cliveden-Banks!

How are you? How are you?

I saw your name
in the passenger list,

so I looked for the bar at once,

and here you are.

Here I am, yes.
Do come sit down, won't you?

Oh, thank you.

Tell me. What are
you doing here, Mrs. Banks?

Joining my dear husband.

I'm afraid we're in
for a very dull trip.

There's no one on board.

At least no one who is anyone.

Tom: Then we shall have to
cheer each other up, Mrs. Banks.

Of course.

All friends at sea, eh?

Yes.

Of course.

And by the way,

my name is Cliveden-Banks
with a hyphen.

Oh, yes.

I'm awfully sorry
to bother you, madam,

but could you tell me
what the date is?

What was that?

I ought to know, of course,
seeing it's the date we sail,

but my memory's so...

What was that?
Did you say the date?

Yes, if you please. Mm-hmm.

The date? If you would.

You're trying to start
a conversation with me,

are you not?

Well, frankly, as we're
going to be shipmates,

the sooner we get
to know each other,

the better, don't you think?

That, young man,
is a matter of opinion.

Oh.

I'm awfully sorry.

I didn't think introductions
necessary on board ship.

I beg your pardon.

You'll excuse me, ma'am.

Good gracious.

You'll excuse me
speaking up, as it were,

but you're the only
other lady I've seen about,

barring meself.

Mr. Prior, am I to be
attacked on all sides?

Mr. Prior?

Any objection?

No.

Very pleased to meet you.

Are you?

Am I what?

A stewardess on this boat?

No.

I'm a passenger.

A passenger?

Oh. She's a passenger.

Oh, don't worry about it
anymore, Mr. Prior.

I've solved
the good woman's trouble.

She is a passenger,
and she's lost her way.

Isn't that so, my good woman?
Exactly, ma'am.

Mr. Prior, will you tell that
steward fellow to tell someone

to take the good woman back
to her proper place immediately?

Where am I?

On board. On board this boat.

Yes, but what for?

How should I know?

Are your tickets
and luggage all right?

I don't know. I ain't one
to worry about little things.

Have you been to your cabin?

No. What's the number?

Well, how should I know
if I ain't been there?

Oh, wait a minute.

I remember now.

I've come on here
to meet somebody.

Oh, so that's it, is it?

Yes. At the other end.

Oh. Well, if someone's
going to meet you,

there's nothing to
worry about, is there?

Thank you, sir.

The woman
is obviously light-headed.

Have her removed.

Steward? Yes, sir?

Steward, see if you
can find this, uh...

this passenger's
stewardess for her,

for me and for her, would you?

See she gets
everything she wants.

Nervous. You know.
Never been to sea before.

Why, certainly, sir.

This way, madam.

Thank you, Captain.

Do you suppose that woman
was telling the truth?

Good morning, gentlemen.

Good morning.

My name's Lingley.

Duke: Hooray!

I've had a narrow shave.

Nearly missed her.
Duke's my name.

Very warm today, sir.

Yes, it is warm.

Steward? Scrubby: Yes, sir?

Get me a drink.
Whiskey and soda, sir?

No, confound you!
Ginger ale with some ice.

Yes, sir.

Yes, I left it rather late.

Five minutes more,
I'd have missed her.

Oh, we'll soon be off, then?

We're sailing now.

Land of hope and glory,
au revoir!

You? Me?

I know your face, don't I?

I never forget a face.

Where have I seen it before?

In your office.

You gave me a job once
that lasted two days.

What was the matter?
Your office.

I couldn't stand the atmosphere,
so I drowned it in drink.

Ah. I remember.

I remember.

And you were
sacked mechanically.

Yes. You wouldn't give me
a second chance, would you?

No one ever gave me
a second chance.

I shouldn't ask for one.

As you said when you
sacked me mechanically.

In my opinion, Mr. Lingley,
you're a pompous old idiot.

H... H... H... How dare you, sir?!

Well, you must be crazy.

I'm not in your
ghastly office now,

and I can say what I please.

You're a...
You're a blue-nosed baboon!

There. I've said it.

I've dreamt that I said
that to him for weeks,

and now I've said it. Hooray!

If you're not careful, Mr...

If you're not careful,
Mr. Lingley,

I'll make you walk
the plank at the sports.

Mr. Prior, you are
obviously drunk now.

I am drunk. I admit it.

But I had trusted not obviously.

Dear, dear.
Dear, dear, dear, dear.

Yeah, that remark helps
matters a lot, doesn't it?

I should go on deck.
I've been irritated.

The doctor said I was
not to be irritated.

I'm sure Mr. Prior didn't mean...
Yet I did.

I did, every word of it.
Shut up.

He's a pink-eyed rabbit.

He's a rotter. He's a grasper.

Silence, sir!
For goodness' sake, silence!

I shan't be able to concentrate
after this interruption.

I came here for peace.

Confound you.

Oh.

Mr. Lingley, what is it? Oh.

You're looking ill.

Yes, I am ill.

An arm, please.

And some of that stuff
you're drinking.

Oh. Mm.

I'll be all right in a minute.
I'll get the doctor.

No. He'll only irritate me.

I know what to do.

I've been told what to do...

absolute quiet...

and fresh air.

I'll go on deck.

I'd forgotten.

Time to take one of these.

Time to keep quiet
and not think.

I'll... I'll go on deck.

And I'll see another man
as soon as I get to...

Where am I going to?

Marseilles, you said, sir.
Oh, yes. Of course.

And I've forgotten my papers.

Oh, leave them. They can wait.

I'll look after them.

No. Give them to me!

I wish you'd let me come and...

No. You'll only irritate me.

I know what I'm doing.

I'm going to meet someone.

But was it Aaronson or Bantock?

Remember
what your doctor said...

Don't worry.

No, no, of course not.

That was the worst attack
I've had so far.

Thank you.

I wish I could remember.

Was it Aaronson or Bantock?

Padre?

Padre.

Well?

In strict confidence,
had it struck you by any chance

that there's anything
queer about this boat?

Strictly between ourselves.

How do you mean?

By Jove, if I were right,
it would be a joke.

I don't follow you.

Well, it's a little
difficult to explain.

Mr. Lingley...

Oh, I'm not sure myself. I...

It may just be...

Imagination. Yeah.

There was this old
charwoman here just now.

You didn't see her.

A very decent sort of soul,
of course.

But not exactly
the kind of person

you would expect to find here.

She couldn't remember
where she was going,

except she was going
to meet somebody.

Now, this Lingley fellow
just told us

the same thing
in different words.

He couldn't remember
where he was going either.

And I've noticed lots of
other little things, too.

For instance, it's absurd,

our sailing
with our passenger list.

There are so few of us.

I tell you, it's queer.

Really, I can't follow you.

Then there's old
Mrs. Cliveden-Banks

driveling on about
joining her husband.

By Jove, it's just struck me.

What has?

Colonel Cliveden-Banks
kicked the bucket

more than a month ago.

Surely she can't
have forgotten that.

Mr. Prior,
if you'll take my advice,

you will follow
Mr. Lingley's example

and get some fresh air on deck.

Yes, I think I will.

All the same, it is queer.

Excuse me, sir.

Do you mind
if I ask you a question?

Of course not.

It's rather a queer question.

Go on.

Do you know where
you're going to?

Certainly I know
where I'm going to.

On this boat?

Certainly.

Thank heavens.

I think I'll go
and get some air.

Oh.

Why did you run away?

I wanted a match.

I had some.

Oh, a bit unnerved, too.

But you've no need to be now.

We've sailed.

You're right.

We're well out.

Almost open water now.

Give me your hand.

Hold tight to it.

A man just now asked me
if I knew where I was going.

I said I did.

But that was right.

Funny question, though,
wasn't it?

Oh, I don't know.

He said it was queer.

Give me a light, will you?

Thanks.

Nice being able to smoke.

Ann. Well, dear?

Isn't ours
a terribly big secret?

Isn't it?

Yes, Ann.

I love you.

I love you, Henry.

Always? Always.

Ann, I wonder how the dog is.

Mm. Oh.

You baby.

Poor old Laddie.

Oh.

Oh, they'll look after him,
all right.

I hope so.

I say, Ann, when dogs die,

what do you think
happens to them?

I don't know.

There must be a heaven for dogs.

At least there ought to be.

What a jolly place it must be.

No cats in it, of course.

Just plenty of meat
and bones and water.

Poor old Laddie.

I say, Ann.

You don't think... What?

That any of these people
can possibly know?

Our secret?

Of course they can't.

What... What makes you ask that?

I can't quite remember.

Not... Not clearly.

Not yet.

But it's all coming back
gradually, of course, but...

Yes, dear?

But...

Ann...

haven't you and I
sinned in some way?

We've been true to each other.

How can we have sinned?

But if we had,
could they separate us?

Hold my hand tightly.

I'm trying so hard to remember.

What, dear?

What it is we've done
that isn't right.

We've done nothing
that isn't right.

Not from our light,
of course, but...

but from the others,
from the world.

But we've never cared
for the world.

Ann, don't laugh.

Don't laugh at me, please.

I'm only trying to remember...

and asking for your help,
but it seems...

it seems to me this thing,
this crime, if it is one,

that we've committed
is something big.

And yet...

Now, don't laugh, please.

And yet it only seems
to be something like...

...gas.

Gas? Yes.

It seems that before
we left the flat...

Our sad little flat.

...I forgot to turn off the gas.

You terrible silly.

Of course you did.

We agreed that...

That's what we agreed.

I wish I could remember
how we got here.

We wanted to for so long.

Anyway, now we have.

Let's go out on deck.

Let's. Bless you.

Oh.

Hello, sir.

Hello.

We... We didn't notice you.

Quite all right.

I-I just came back to...

May I present my wife?

Ann, this is
the gentleman who asked me

if I knew where I was going.

-How do you do?
- How do you do?

We'll see you later.

We've sailed, you know.

Yes.

I am right.

Scrubby.

Scrubby: Yes, sir?

Scrubby...

I am right, aren't I?

Right, sir?

In the head, do you mean?

You know what I mean.

Right? About what, sir?

You, I,

all of us on this boat.

What about all of us
on this boat, sir?

We are...

Now answer me truthfully.

We are all...

dead, aren't we?

Yes, sir.

We are all dead.

Quite dead.

But they don't find out
so soon as you have

as a rule, sir.

Queer.

Oh, no, sir.

Not when you get used to it.

Scrubby, how long...

How long have you been...

you been... you know?

Me, sir?

Oh, I was lost young.

You were what?

Lost young, sir.

I don't understand. Oh, no.

You wouldn't, sir.

Not yet.

But you'll get to know a lot
of things as the voyage goes on.

Scrubby.

Scrubby, tell me one thing now.

Anything I can, sir.

Where are we...

sailing for?

Heaven, sir.

And hell, too.

It's the same place, you see.

Strikes me this line
can't be paying any dividends.

Why, there's nobody on board.

May I come in?

Mrs. Cliveden-Banks:
Oh, now I really shall go.

Yes. Come in, Mrs. Midget.
Come in.

It's a bit lonely in the street.

-Street?
- Street?

She means the deck. How quaint.

More cheerful in here, isn't it?

-Oh, much.
- Sit down.

You're not nervous now, are you?

Not of you, sir.

You wear exactly the same sort
of collar that our parson does.

I wish I was back
in the Lambeth Road.

I cannot stand the creature.
I really can't.

I've got to squash her.

Good evening, Mrs. Midget.

We heard you at dinner.

Very warm this evening,
isn't it?

Yes, dearie.

Hellish hot.

Oh, begging
Your Reverence's pardon.

I've come out all of a sweat.

Oh, dear. Have you really?

How embarrassing.

What a day you had, haven't you?

Do you know, all of you,
believe me or believe me not,

I once had a house
of my very own.

Oh, really? How magnificent.

Yes, wasn't it?

Of course,
it wasn't all me own, no.

Semidetached. And lodgers.

You know... paying guests.

And very well they did pay.

Well enough for me to make
my son a gentleman, anyhow,

and send him to college
to prove it.

How romantic.
Where is your dear boy now?

Perhaps I know him.

Cambridge or Cologne?

Well, having become a gentleman,

he naturally lost all his money,

and his money was my money.

I ain't seen him since.

He hasn't seen me,
not to know me,

since he was a little boy.

I got me brother-in-law...
He's rich...

to take him over
and manage things for me.

You see, I didn't want
to disgrace him.

He's been a good boy.

Mm. Seems so.

Yes, I tell you.

But you know
how it is yourself, sir.

I do not know, madam.

I have never lost
a penny in my life.

Mr. Prior. I wonder,
where is he now, I wonder?

"Just a month,"
I was saying today...

Oh, Mr. Prior. Here you are.

We were just speaking of you.

I was only saying
what a steady hand...

Don't waste
any more of your breath

than is absolutely necessary,
Mrs. Cliveden-Banks.

Nor any of you, for that matter.

Duke: Why, what's the matter now?
We're trapped.

That's all. Trapped?

Yes, trapped.
Every one of us on this boat.

We're done for. Already?

Mr. Duke. I mean it.

You needn't believe me
if you don't want to,

but it's true all the same.

We're dead people.

Oh, run away.

Run away, young man,
and sleep it off.

Oh, I'm sober enough now.

And the boat's not sinking.
I don't mean that either.

Then what in blazes
do you mean, sir?

Ah. Duke.

Feel my pulse, Duke.

Look at my eyes.

I am sober, aren't I?

Yes, I-I think so.

You will have to take my word
for it that I'm not mad.

I should need more
than your word for that.

Why doesn't someone put
the poor young man to bed?

- It would be much kinder.
- Oh, quiet. Quiet, please.

I don't want to frighten you,
any of you,

but I feel that I ought
to try and convince you.

What about?
What are you driving at?

I-I began to suspect
this morning before lunch.

Nobody seemed to know
where they were going.

I couldn't remember myself,
but I didn't admit it.

I didn't want to.
I didn't dare to.

I daren't now.

But when I was
quite convinced, I got drunk.

Naturally. Quite.

All my life, I've always started

to face facts by getting drunk,

but when I woke up,
I was frightened,

terribly frightened.

I got out of my cabin
and went over the ship.

I made myself.

Yes, all over it.

Into the officers' quarters
and everywhere.

No one said a word to me
for the simple reason

that there's no one
on board to say anything.

No officers, no crew,
no nothing.

Dear!

But if there's no crew on board,

then may I ask who waited
on me at dinner?

Ah. The man who calls
himself the steward,

he waited on you at dinner.

He's in charge of this ship.

Do you know where he is now?

Sitting cross-legged
high up in the rigging.

I've just seen him.

Takin' him in a funny way,
ain't it?

Tom: Oh!

Joke if you want to,
but I tell you

there's no one on board
the ship except we five,

that couple who aren't
here now, and the steward.

Padre.

Padre, where are you landing?

Landing?

Oh, I'm going to...

Of course. I'm going to...

Mind your own business.

Where are you landing?

Oh, run away, run away.

We want to play cards. Cards?

Oh, Lingley, you're impossible.

Why I should even try to bother
about you, I don't know.

But can you honestly,
truthfully,

tell me that you've seen
nothing queer about this boat?

Nothing whatever, excepting you.

She's just the same
as any other boat.

Oh, is she? Is she? All right.

Then I'll tell you something
about her that's different.

This boat doesn't
carry any port light.

No, nor
any starboard light either.

Oh, you're mad! Am I? All right.

Go on deck. Get on deck.

You can see for yourself
if you go forward.

And if you can see them,
you're mad.

I shouldn't make
such a fool of myself.

I'll prove it.

You're just in time.

What for?

To give these people
their chance.

To stop them from making
fools of themselves.

To back me up.

I don't quite follow.

You've been on deck? Just now.

Notice anything? Like what?

Oh, don't pretend.
Don't lie to me.

Really, I-I don't understand.

Then you don't understand
how you got here either,

I suppose.

How either of you got here.

Gas, my dear sir. Sheer gas.

Henry, don't speak to him.
He frightens me.

Yes, I suppose I do.

I know as well, you see.

Madam, I must apologize
for our fellow passenger.

He is not, uh, ahem, well.

I'll tell you what I will do.

I'll make a bargain with you.

Lingley: What is it?

Go out there, one of you men,

and convince yourselves
about those lights.

Then, if I'm wrong,
well, I'll go quietly.

That seems fair enough,
poor fellow.

Well, how about it?

Mr. Lingley, will you oblige?

I shouldn't dream of interfering
with the ship's discipline.

It's no use asking you,
I suppose?

No.

Duke, you're the only one left.

What do you say?

If I do it just to satisfy you,
you'll keep your word?

Yes.

Very well, then.

-Preposterous.
- Thank you.

Oh, Duke.

Duke, the truth.

Of course.

Lingley: Tom.

Quiet.

I can hear something...

out there.

What is it? Shh. Wait a minute.

It's stopped now.

I didn't hear anything. I did.

Sounded like a drum.

A drum?

Yes, a muffled drum.

Very possibly was
a muffled drum.

Very possibly,
it was imagination.

Why doesn't he come back?!

Ann, Ann. Steady.

My wife is easily upset.

-Poor dear.
- Oh, it's too bad, Prior.

Is it?

Listen.

There it is again, the drum.

Hmm.

I must be getting deaf.

Well?

Well?

Well?

Speak, Mr. Duke.

Ann: It's...
It's all right, of course.

Duke, it... it is all right?

Of course.

Everything?

Everything.

I-I knew it would be...
All the time.

You liar! You liar!

Come with me. I'll show you!
Prior, you promised to go quietly.

You swore to tell the truth.

- You dirty clergyman! You liar!
- Prior!

- Prior!
- I'll show you! I'll show you!

-Stop it! Stop it, I tell you!
- No more of his lies!

Now we're dead!

I will make you understand.

I'm only trying to help,
you understand.

I'm only trying to help.
Be quiet, sir.

Well, if anyone wants me,

I shall be
in the ladies' writing room.

A long letter, you know.

While the details
are still fresh.

Are you coming, dear?

Dear?

I'll wait on deck.

Lingley: Shut those doors.

And now, sir?

Tom, I apologize.

What do you mean?

That Mr. Prior
was perfectly right.

What? There's no light
on the boat at all.

She's as black as pitch.

Impossible!

As far as I could see,
there's nothing.

Nothing... anywhere.

Nothing? Nobody?

I'm not even certain
that we're moving.

But... Good heavens, man.

Why didn't you tell us before?

I didn't want to
alarm the ladies.

Women drown as easily as men!

We must hurry.
While we're talking like this,

we may be drifting onto the rocks
or crashing into something or...

Oh, no, sir. We won't do that.

Oh, my man, enough of this rot.

I can't stand excitement.

My doctor ordered me
rest and quiet.

Take me to the captain.

Scrubby:
Oh, he left long ago, sir.

Enough of that.
Do you understand?

I'll report you
when I get back to London.

I'm afraid you won't
get back to London.

No more of your impertinence!

Do you hear me?
Take me to the captain.

Why, you're only a servant!
Take me to him!

Mr. Lingley, I think we
should all keep our tempers.

That's all right, sir.

I've known a lot of them
get angry at first.

A lot of whom?

Scrubby: People like you, sir,
who are just beginning.

Beginning?

To be passengers.

What... What you told me
this morning

was true, wasn't it?

That we are...

Dead, sir?

Yes.

Quite dead,
if that's what you mean.

It is queer, isn't it?

Why, sir?

We didn't think it was
queer when we were born.

Now, listen.
I don't want any mysteries.

There are none, sir.

And I mean to get in touch
with someone at once.

I have it... the wireless.

She doesn't carry any, sir.

That's illegal, anyway.

Duke. Duke.

I'm afraid I can't
suggest anything.

But I must get out of this.

I will get out of this!

That, sir, is impossible...

until after the examination.

What examination?

You'll find out later, sir.

The ladies ought to be
warned immediately.

It would be kinder to let them
find out for themselves, sir.

I've known some of them
not like the idea,

to begin with,
and get hysterical.

They will find out?

Undoubtedly, sir.
But what are we to do?

You're always talking
about doing things.

What are we to do?

I really don't know.

Of course, if we were all
quite certain, a prayer.

Oh, will praying
bring the captain

or the crew back to life?

Or any of us, for that matter?

Scrubby:
There's no danger, gentlemen,

if that's what
you're frightened of.

Well, there's no point
in standing here

talking to a lunatic.

The question is, what is...

To be done, sir?

That's what they all ask.

There's nothing to be done.

Just go on as
if nothing had happened.

How simple.

Quite, sir, quite.

Till the Examiner
comes on board.

Don't talk to me
as if I were a schoolboy!

It is rather like
going to school, sir.

Stop. I have it.

I've solved
the whole thing suddenly.

Have you?

Of course I have.

I'm asleep.

I'm safe, really.

I'm simply asleep.

What am I...
Part of the nightmare?

I've had dreams
like this before.

Now get away.
Get away, all of you.

I am Lingley
of Lingley, Limited.

You can't touch me.

I turned myself into
a company years ago.

I am asleep, aren't I?

Yes, sir. Sound asleep.

Or just waking.

Good. Good.

Now get away.
Get away, all of you.

I must get out of this.

I will get out of this.

Isn't it lucky
I can get out of it?

You know,
in some dreams, you can't.

Don't worry, gentlemen.

I'll look after him.

A good sleep would be
the very best thing for Lingley.

Yes, would it help now?

Oh, yes, of course.

I'd forgotten.

I really don't know.

I don't understand.

I'm quite a young man,

and there's such a lot of work
to be done after my holiday.

Why no try some whiskey?

It still seems to work.

Oh, no, thanks.

I don't think I will,

if you'll excuse me,
in case we...

we meet anyone.

I'm awfully sorry.

I'm afraid I'm a fearful rotter.

I'm so used to it.

Any crisis, you know?

I say, there was
a novelist once who said,

"Never too late to mend,"
wasn't there?

And then there was
that other fellow...

the great one,
you know, in the Bible.

He said... He said...

There you are, you see?

That's the kind that I am.

I can't even remember
what he said.

It doesn't really matter very
much what either of them said.

Isn't it more to the point
what you've got to say?

No sermons, please.

But I-I would like
to talk to you seriously,

if you'd listen to me,
out there in the dark.

Shall we go out there
in the dark

and talk to each other,
shipmate?

This is a great chance
for you, isn't it?

We must both, my dear Prior,
keep our sense of humor.

Coming out, sir?

No, not now.

See you later, then.

Yes.

I say, your wife's
out there, isn't she?

Yes.

You must have known,

or you wouldn't have let her
stay out there alone.

I knew nothing.

I know nothing now.

Good night.

I suppose so.

Ann?

Ann?

Ann?!

Ann, come here!

Ann: What is it?

Come here, Ann.

Ann. Ann! I'm with you.

They know we are dead.

They're finding out our secret.

I know. I know they are.

What'll they do to us, dear?

They won't separate us,
will they?

He might.

Who?

The Examiner.

We've just sighted land, sir.

Well, what is it?

We've just sighted land, sir.

Oh.

Come in.

We've just sighted land, sir.

We're in, ladies and gentlemen.

We're in.
Yes, yes, we know, but...

You wanted to ask
about the Examiner, sir?

Yes, if you'd be so good.

What did you want
to know, exactly?

Well, he can't be tipped,
of course.

That's obvious.

But between ourselves,
what sort of a person is he?

I don't know. I can't say.

It all depends.

Depends on what?

Yourself.

I've seen some men and women
before him cry out for...

Oh, no. I can't say. Oh, I know.

I know, Mr. Scrubby, but...
But what are we to do?

How should one, uh,
approach him?

I've been asked that question
nearly 5,000 times, sir,

and I've always answered...
It's better

to leave the approaching to him.

Ah. Scrubby.

Have I any chance?

You all have chances, sir.

What's he like?

He's the wind and the sky
and the earth.

He knows the furthest
eddy of the high tide

up the remotest hole.

He knows the simpleness
of beauty

and the evilest thoughts
in the human mind.

He'll know
all your evil thoughts.

Yes, sir, he will.

Will you excuse me now, please?

No, no, I won't face it.
I daren't.

It's all been a bluff
on my part.

Let me get away. Let me get away!
Tom, my boy...

I can't face it.
I want to get away.

- Make the boat go on.
- Henry.

Let me get away!

We can none of us get away.

We've stopped for good now.

This is the judgment.

No, it can't be.

It can't be.

Here?
In the smoke room of a liner?

Why shouldn't it be here
in the smoke room of a liner?

Have any of us really
ever troubled very much

to think when or where
or how it might be?

Henry, they won't separate us.

They can't.

We're for it now, all right.

Duke.

Duke, man, we're in the night,

and I want a prayer.

I'm not fit to pray for others.

Perhaps the realization of that

is the beginning
of my punishment.

I lost my job.

It was the most glorious job
in the world.

I suppose a man never really
knows he's incompetent

until he's sacked.

It's heartbreaking.

You must pray, even if
the words are meaningless.

I want a prayer from a man.

I don't care if he's
a clergyman or not.

Mrs. Midget: You ought to pray,
Your Reverence.

You really think
I ought to, Mrs. Midget?

Yes, sir. Pardon the liberty.

There's no harm in habits
if they're good habits,

and prayer is a good habit.

Forgive me, then,
for I don't know.

Gentle Jesus, meek and mild,

look upon a little child.

Children...
Pardon our simplicity.

Suffer us to come to thee.

God bless Father and Mother...

Harriet... she was my nurse...

all kind friends.

Make me a good boy.

Amen.

That was the first prayer
I ever learned,

so it's probably the finest.

Say it to yourselves
if you want to.

And remember Harriet.

She was a worthy soul.

I feel better.

The Examiner's just coming
on board, ladies and gentlemen.

He'll be with you in a minute.

Henry, let's hide.

The Examiner.

Thompson: Hello, there!

Hello, there, I say!

Where is everyone?

Where are you, Duke?

Ha ha ha! There you are!

Duke, me old boy, I'm glad
to see you after all this time.

Good.

Well, I'm dashed
if it isn't old Grease Spot.

It is, sir,
and greasier than ever.

Ooh! This climate!

Well, I only heard this morning
that your boat was due today,

so I hurried down
especially to meet you.

I'm bursting for news.

Tell me, how's Ferguson?

Still in the same old place?

No.

They've made him a bishop now.

They would.

And what's become of Moseby?

And that little fellow with
the red hair and the spectacles?

I never could remember his name.

And do you still go
for your blowout

at Simpson's every payday,
you young rascal, you?

Tell me, how's
the meat there now, eh?

Thompson, I'm simply delighted

to see you again, of course,

and I'm dying to tell you
everything afterwards,

if I can, but can't you realize

at this moment
how terribly worried I am?

Worried? Worried? What about?

Why, this... this person
who's coming to examine us.

Oh, the Examiner?

I shouldn't worry
about him if I were you.

What do you mean?

I'm the Examiner.

You...

You are?

Well, I'm one of them,
at any rate,

but we've got dozens on the job.

You're my Examiner?

Yes, sir. You're under
my orders now.

And I tell you, my boy,

you will have to mind your P's
and Q's and slog at it.

But I've fixed up your digs
for you, all right.

They're not up to much,
but clean,

in the same house as myself,

right near your work
in the center of the parish.

Work? Parish?

Slog at it?

Thompson, you...
You don't mean I...

I haven't lost my job after all?

Oh, don't torture me.
Tell me quickly.

Why, of course
you haven't lost it.

You're only just beginning it.

Still got my job?

Oh, thank you.
I'll work harder than ever.

I swear I will, Mr. Thompson.

Oh, do you all hear?

My job I'm so keen on...

It's not been taken
from me after all.

My job.

There.

There, my boy.

What ever made you think
it would be taken from you?

There, there, now.

It's quite all right.

Well, I'm glad to see
they know each other so well,

but what about us?

This may be the moment
to approach him.

Sir.

My name is Lingley
of Lingley, Limited.

Go away.

I have advocated myself,

or, rather, my fellow passengers

have advocated me... Go away.

Well, I thought this might be
the moment to approach...

Scrubby! Yes, sir?

Take this man away, will you?

Certainly, sir.

This way, Mr. Lingley.

Well, I've no wish to remain
where I'm not wanted.

And the others had better
wait with him... outside.

Scrubby:
You'll come with me, please.

No, not you, Duke.

No, you can begin
your apprenticeship right now

and help me with this bunch.

By the way, there aren't
many of you, are there?

How do you do?

Oh.

Well, now we can get to work.

Yes, sir.

Well, let's see, now.
Who will we begin with?

Cliveden-Banks, Midget,

Prior, and the officious
gent who spoke to me.

There's an awfully nice,
quiet young couple. Huh?

Oh, I don't know
anything about them.

They're not on
the passenger list.

Well, we'll begin
with the officious one.

- Scrubby?
- Yes, sir?

Send in Mr. Lingley.

Very well, sir.

Mr. Lingley?

Oh. Sit down.

Mr., uh... Lingley.

Yeah.

Yeah, Mr. Lingley.

Lingley.

Oh.

Oh-ho!

I am Lingley
of Lingley, Limited.

What am I charged with?

Just with being yourself.

Oh, I am very proud
of being myself.

From small beginnings,
I have built up to great things.

I've never hesitated,

but always kept
the straight path.

Yes, but how?

By hard work, enterprise.

Enterprise?

Dishonesty.

That's a lie.

Very well.

Your case is over.

Give me a second chance.

Did you give anyone
a second chance?

I'm afraid
you don't understand business.

Not the way you conducted yours.

People respect me.

To your face, perhaps.

No, you must learn, my son.

But... There is no appeal.

You'll suffer as you've
made others suffer.

That's all.

Scrubby!

Yes, sir?

Just see that he goes
the right way.

Very well, sir.

Thompson.

Well, don't look so shocked.

It must be done.

Suffering sometimes works
wonderful transformations.

I wish you'd see
the young couple next.

Huh?
I know they must be suffering.

Now, what young couple is this?

I told you about them.

Yes, but I haven't had
any information

from any other quarter.

It's funny.

Steward? Yes, sir?

Do you know anything about
a young couple on this boat?

Those two, sir?

You wouldn't want to see them.

Oh, why not?

They're half-ways.

Half-ways?

Ah.

Yeah, that explains it.

No, it wouldn't be
much use my seeing them.

Send in Mrs. Cliveden-Banks.

Very well, sir.

You're not even
going to see them?

I can't, old boy.

Thompson, what is a half-way?

You'll learn, Duke.

You'll learn in good time.

Duke?

- Duke?
- Yes?

Make him see me next.

-Really? Prior.
- Mrs. Cliveden-Banks.

-You must wait your turn.
- I can't stand the suspense.

My nerves aren't right,
and I can't stand it.

Duke: There's nothing
to worry about.

He'll be all right,
Your Reverence.

Mrs. Cliveden-Banks:
I refuse absolutely.

You can't refuse.

Then I don't land.

How did my husband get here?

Poor old Bunny died
a couple of months ago.

So? Then that makes
the marriage null and void.

Your marriage
is only just beginning.

What a droll way to put it,
when we're both dead.

He's waiting for you
with outstretched arms.

Yes, I can see him...
Exactly like a monkey.

I hope you will be able
to see his heart.

I know it's aching
for you very badly.

How ghastly.

It will be... for you, at first.

What shall I be, exactly?

You'll be his wife, and in time,

you will learn
to be a good wife.

Now go ashore.

You will find
everything in readiness...

a villa, servants, all...

I won't do it,
I won't do it, I won't do it!

Duke: Why won't you,
Mrs. Cliveden-Banks?

Ask him. He knows.

Mr. Thompson?

It's his eyes.

The look in his eyes.

He knows as well as I do I...

I couldn't face it anymore.

No, you never could
look him in the eyes.

You're a thoroughly bad lot.

You trapped him
into marrying you, you...

Don't. Don't let me
down before him.

I wouldn't,
if you'd been a good harlot.

But you weren't.

You were a bad one.

That's rather a vulgar way
of putting it.

Dear, dear. Only a poor
unfortunate, after all.

No, Duke,
not a poor unfortunate.

Just a schemer.

There were two other men
before she met Cliveden-Banks.

So? Richer men, too.

So?

But she saw something steady
in Bunny.

He found out all about it later,

and he's never told her.

Too big, too loyal,
too unselfish.

So she goes back to him
for her punishment.

The eyes that made her run away.

Only, remember this,
Mrs. Cliveden-Banks...

It won't be Bunny
who will know now,

but everyone except Bunny.

He'll have forgotten.

Hmm?

Hmm? Hm.

Hm, hm.

Hm.

A villa, you said?

And servants?

Oh, well. It might be worse.

I'll go.

Of course you will.

Remember, it's for his sake.

I see now it's my duty to him.

Perhaps you'll both come
and dine with the colonel and me

one evening, eh, will you?

You too, Mr. Thompkins,
isn't it?

Thompkins...

you swine.

Ha!

Why Bunny should want
her back is beyond me.

I tell you, I can't
stand the suspense.

I want to be dealt with.
I must know.

Well, come in. Come in, boy.

And don't be frightened.

We're not going to harm you.

Come here. Here. Sit down.

- Scrubby!
- Yes, sir?

-Fetch Mr. Prior a drink.
- Very well, sir.

Yeah, I know. I know.
It's your weakness.

But I don't want
to go on living.

I want blank. Impossible.

But I'm dead, and I demand
the right to be all dead.

You're going on,
like the others.

You've got to. I won't. I won't.

You'll find it easy
to forget here, you know.

Easy to forget what?

This? Yes.

Is this all I'm to forget? Yes.

And remember all
the other horrors, I suppose.

Well, I won't do it.
It's all I've got.

It's my only comfort.

If I've got to go on,
I won't... I won't give it up.

I can't. Kill me.

Kill me completely.

I'm not worth saving.

I'm not, really.

You've suffered.

Can't I do anything?

No, you can't.

Perhaps I could, sir.

Huh? Oh, what do you want?

Oh, you'll excuse me
barging in, as it were,

but you see, Your Reverence,
if he's in trouble,

I don't feel I could lay
my head on my pillow tonight,

if I had one,

after all he's done for me
on this big boat

when nobody wouldn't help me.

Now, what's
all this to-do, anyway?

It's about the booze, ain't it?

Booze? Yes.

Drink is certainly
mixed up with it.

I shouldn't think you've
ever had much of a chance,

have you, sir? Yes, I have.

I've had every chance,
Mrs. Midget.

I was spoiled...

Oh, please. Please drop it.

There was a girl, too,
wasn't there?

Oh, be quiet.

There was a girl, though,
wasn't there?

Yes, there was.

How did you know?

She chucked you, didn't she?

But you'll be different now.

And I daresay
this particular girl

might come along here someday.

Just because a boy and girl
are sweethearts, Mrs. Midget,

it doesn't always follow that
they may go on together here.

On the contrary,
they're sometimes separated.

So much depends.

So much depends.

What a triumph
it would be for you

if your girl suddenly
turned up here and found you.

Mind you, it might happen.

Settle down with good job
and a decent salary

coming in regular
every Saturday.

I suppose you've got
jobs here, haven't you?

Plenty.

Now, what you want
is a good, steady,

respectable housekeeper
to take care of you.

Mrs. Midget...

Yes, she might do.

And then everything
would be mended,

ready for you to put on.

And I'd call you in the morning
with a nice, hot cup of tea.

Mrs. Midget,
you're suggesting, uh...

I was thinking of it.

Yes, sir.

There's a little cottage
waiting for you

with a garden near the sea.

There you are, then.
The very spot.

Has it got a good sink?

Uh-uh-uh.

You don't quite follow.

Mr. Prior hasn't yet arrived
on the same plane as you have.

He wouldn't be allowed
to live there to begin with.

Well, why I can't I go
where he's going?

That's simple enough, ain't it?

It would mean going
back to the slums.

Well, what's the matter with
the slums? They're all right.

I won't listen to the idea.

I'm willing to have a shot.

No, no. I'm not worth
bothering about, really.

You could always give me
a week's notice.

I can't understand this
extraordinary interest, anyway.

One good turn
deserves another, sir.

Wouldn't the people
who spoiled you be glad

to know
you was in capable hands?

Yes, they would be, I suppose.

And doing well?

Yes, of course.

It might ease those horrid
thoughts of yours a bit, too,

mightn't it?

It might.

Well, ain't it worth it, sir?

Oh, please don't call me "sir."

I'm not a gentleman really.

Aren't you, sir? No, I'm not.

If I were, I wouldn't be
hesitating as I am now.

Mr. Examiner, help me.

Help me. You must be...

You must be experienced
in making decisions.

I can't help you in this, boy.

It's your own choice.

Duke. Duke: You heard
what Mr. Thompson said.

It's for you to speak.

Well, all right.

I'll go...

by myself.

Prior!

I'm not worth bothering about.

And in those very words,
you've proved that you are,

because you really meant them.

Humility, my boy, humility!

Take him away,
Mrs. What's-Your-Name and...

and do the best
you can with him.

Mind you, I won't promise.

I won't promise to be good.

No. We'll just hope,
mutual-like.

It's going to be difficult.

It's going to be very difficult.

That's the way.

Thank you.

And I will try.

Good day, Mrs. Prior.

You're a good mother.

Blast you.

How did you find out?

Oh, blast you.

But you won't tell him,
will you?

Promise me
you'll never let him know.

I promise. And you, too?

Duke: I promise, of course.

Oh, thank you both.

You see, he mustn't ever guess.

Ain't it wonderful?

He doesn't know me, and
I've got him to take care of

without any fear
of disgracing him.

It's heaven.

That's what it is.

It's heaven.

Tom: Mrs. Midget.

He wants me.

At last.

All right, dearie.

I'm coming.

Thompson: So long, Duke.

Duke: Thompson. Thompson.

Eh?

Can't you?

Oh.

Is this the young couple?

Yes, sir.

Can't you?

Not yet, my children.

Henry, we're moving.

The boat's moving.

We've sailed again.

Henry?

Henry?

Henry?!

Where are you?

I want you.

Henry?! Henry.

Yes, dear?

Where have you been?

Looking at the sea.

Why have we both
been left behind?

I don't know.

But what's it matter?

We've been left together.

I've taken a dislike
to the sea, husband.

It seems to me we should
keep terribly close.

Why weren't we judged?

I don't know.

And I don't know
why you left me for a while.

I thought I heard a dog bark.

Laddie.

What's that?

What?

Something seemed
to touch my hand.

Should have insisted
on being heard.

We were cowards.

Strange.

A tinkling noise like glass.

Sharp pieces of glass
falling on stone.

Do you hear it, Ann?

No, dear.

Ann. Ann.

Don't let's get away
from each other.

We don't know where we are,

what's becoming of us,
or where we're going to.

I don't really care
what's becoming of me

as long as I'm with my husband.

But if you went away from me...

Oh, my wonderful Ann.

They can't separate us now,
can they?

Nothing can take one
from the other... now.

Nothing.

Nothing.

Keep close.

I love you.

I love you so much.

I love the way you walk,

the way you hold your head.

I love you.

I love your mouth.

Keep close.

Are you cold?

No. I've got you, darling.

I've got you.

Never let go.

Why aren't we closer?

I thought we would be
when we're dead.

Supposing, after all,
we were wrong?

Wrong? Wrong? How wrong?

What's that?

Just supposing. Ann.

Good evening, madam.

Good evening, sir.

Good evening, Scrubby.

Ann. Yes, dear?

There's Laddie barking.

Oh, don't be silly.
Who's Laddie, madam?

Our dog at home.

Listen. Listen.

Oh, don't be silly, Henry.

I'd like him to be with us.

Laddie? Laddie?

Keep close to him, madam,
if you'll take my advice.

You can help.

You can tell us, can't you?

Where are we going to?

Oh, we just go on
like this, sir,

backwards and forwards,
forwards and backwards.

Forever?

Alone?

Quite alone, until...

Until what?

Why is this happening to us?

Oh, it happens to
all half-ways like we are.

But what are we, Scrubby...

we half-ways?

We're the people who ought
to have had more courage.

For what? To face life.

Do you remember
how you became a half-way?

Oh, no, madam.

I've been allowed to forget.

And I hope you'll be
allowed to forget, too.

It would be too cruel if they
didn't let you forget in time

that...

you killed yourselves.

Scrubby. That's it.

Now I remember.

Suicide.

Keep closer to him, madam.

The people who ought
to have had more courage.

I see.

That's what we've done
that wasn't right.

Why did you kill yourselves?

We weren't married, Scrubby.

Weren't you, madam?

You two poor dears.

You see, Scrubby, I was married.

Before he met me.

He's so guileless, Scrubby.

And then Ann came to me.

And never an atom of love
in his whole life before.

Was there, Henry?

Oh, Scrubby, the agony
we've been through.

The way people talked...

until we thought that death

was the only way
to happiness together.

And now we're just
as if we'd never died.

You killed yourselves.

But we should have gone on? Yes.

And now you children
have to face memories.

I remember the long
sweep into the dark.

The last thing I remember

was Laddie's face
against the window.

I can see him now,
almost feel him.

Laddie. Laddie!

Outside the window, sir?

Yes, outside.

And then...

and then you, Ann.

I've been a coward.

Oh, to be given back
for just a little while,

to try again.

Our future here isn't hell.

It isn't heaven.

It's past imagination.

It's eternity.

Ann. Ann, I must save you!

It's all my fault.

We didn't understand, dear.

There must be a way out.

Let me think.

Let me think.

The air seems fresher out there.

Don't let him go too far, madam.

Call him now.

Henry? Ann?

Don't go too far away.

No, dear.

Why aren't people kinder
to each other, Scrubby?

Being unkind comes more natural

to most people,
I'm afraid, madam.

I'd try to be kinder
if I had it over again.

How sad there's no one
left here to be kind to.

Oh, present company excepted.

What did you like best in life?

I liked so many things.

I loved the earth,

the scent of the earth
after rain,

and the trees,

and all clear things,
like water.

Are you very lonely, Scrubby?

Oh, no, madam. Not on the whole.

I've all sorts of
comforting little thoughts

locked up in me brain.

Very whimsical and amusing,
some of them are, I must say.

I do hope we'll get on together.

When I was living,

I did so want
people to look after,

but I had so few friends.

Now I have none...

excepting you.

Oh, you'll find lots
of new friends, madam.

Not quite the same,
but most consoling.

Don't always think of nature
as men and women.

If you're kind to nature,
nature will understand.

You want the earth again.

Well, the sea will send
your wish to the clouds maybe,

and perhaps some
little drifting cloud

will float with the news
over the land

and rest above the cool trees.

So, though you can't get
the earth again,

the earth will know.

And I hope she will

and send back her kindest
regards and best wishes.

Call him.

Call him?

Why?

He won't be far from me.

Call him.

Henry?

Henry?

Henry?

Henry?

Henry?

Henry?

Henry?!

Henry?!

He must be here.

He must be here.

He's gone.

Henry?

You haven't looked.

Useless.

What do you mean?

I know what has happened to him.

What?

He lives again.

Lives?

Henry gone back?

The dog outside the window,
madam, perhaps broke through.

Henry, he's...

he's gone back alone?

The dog outside
the window, madam.

Gone back.

I'll follow him.

You can't.

Henry wouldn't leave me alone.

He couldn't help himself, madam.

But...
But we've been dead a week.

A week, a century, a moment...

There's no time here.

He's gone back.

Then I'll go, too. You can't.

I will.

Oh, I must.

Impossible.

Oh, but...

I will follow him.

Henry.

Henry?

Henry, dear.

Where are you?

It's Ann, dear.

Just tell me where you are.

I'll come, darling.

Oh, where are you?

Oh, just tell me.

Henry?

Scrubby: He won't answer.

Henry?

Henry, are you in the flat?

I believe you are, Henry.

You mustn't be there
by yourself.

You won't know how
to manage anything.

It's useless.

I will follow him! I will!

Henry.

Listen, Henry.

Our love, our great love...

it's speaking, Henry.

The little wedding ring

that wasn't a wedding ring
at all...

Put it on my finger again.

It's on the mantelpiece.

Oh. Ohh.

Oh, Henry,
don't leave me alone forever.

It's Ann.

Your Ann.

Won't you? Henry?

Henry! Dear!

Quiet. Quiet.

I heard something
out there on the deck.

Hello, Henry. Hello, Ann.

Be quick, dear. Be very quick.

There's only a second or two.

I've come to fetch
you home, dear.

Ready, sweetheart?

Ready, Henry. Ready.

There's such a lot
to do, my love,

and such a little time
to do it in.

Quick. Quick.

Man: 1015.

Constable: Now, it's going to be
all right, I tell you.

It's all right.

Will they live, Constable?

Yes.

Both of them, Const...

Yes, both of them.

And I'll wager it seemed

like a pretty good old world
to get back to.

Still smell it, can't you?

It'll clear soon,
like everything does.

Good night, Constable.
Good night.

I knew them well,
Constable, from sight.

So did I.

They come and go
as quiet as mice.

Always together, though.

Must have been,

from the way she come back
when he called her.

Mm. Nice to be like that.

Something to live for.

He come out of it before
her, didn't he? Yes.

He sort of reached
back his hand for her,

and she took it, poor kid.

Yes, and she couldn't
have taken it neither

if it hadn't been
for this mutt here.

What?

You jump through
people's windows, do you?

I ought to arrest you.
That's what.

Oh, no, no, Mr. Constable.

Laddie's a hero, and I'm
looking after him for them.

Oh, he's such a good dog, sir.

But I bet he'd rather
have a bone any day

than an old medal, wouldn't you?

Wouldn't you?

That's what I thought.

I'll be back later.

- Good night.
- Good night.

-Good night.
- Come along, dear.